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Same As I Used To Be Lyrics by Toosii Toosii
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nah-nah-nah-nah
Real niggas don't do pullouts, man
Ayy
Still got the keys to the old way, but life smooth like butter
Still got the keys to the old way, but I use my other
I'm tryna test drive the Lambo', end up in the hills somewhere
Lost, I got God, I know he'll be here
Ayy, ain't the same as I used to be
Got a few cars in the garage, I got rich, gotta get used to me
I got tired of people usin' me, be loyal or you losin' me
You had an option, you weren't choosin' me
And they say it take time to get to where you want, but they ain't foolin' me
And they say it take time but I believe not when you as cool as me
Ayy, still tryna cop Mulsanne
They say you too insane
I take the coupe, blow out the brains
We are not the same, skrrt, switch lane
All my bitches flawless, diamonds
Pussy good, bad attitude, don't mind it
Switch the clock on a watch, call it perfect timin'
Talk to God, I be lost, I be unwindin'
And I put it down when she want it
I done put her on top but she still climbin'
See the ice in my mouth, she in love with diamonds
And my heart too cold, gotta change
I done put her on the climb, she still grindin'
Know I come from the hood, I'm still slidin'
I done did it too bad, she still ride it
Tryna find somebody better and I still can't find it
Still got the keys to the old way, but life smooth like butter
Still got the keys to the old way, but I use my other
I'm tryna test drive the Lambo', end up in the hills somewhere
Lost, I got God, I know he'll be here
Ayy, ain't the same as I used to be
Got a few cars in the garage, I got rich, gotta get used to me
I got tired of people usin' me, be loyal or you losin' me
You had an option, you weren't choosin' me
And they say it take time to get to where you want, but they ain't foolin' me
And they say it take time but I believe not when you as cool as me
Catapult off the top shelf, know I got wealth, I'm a rich nigga
She know I know a shooter, probably know a shooter
Probably know a shooter brought a stick with him
And a gang member brought a blick with him
Young nigga brought a bitch with him
I'm the shooter the shooter probably know
From the young nigga, yeah, we brought blicks with us
I got gang ties, I'm a hood romantic
Street nigga, I make the bitch panic
Real problems, put it all on the canvas
Try to hide but I know I'm doin' damage
Tryna find her, Polo, Marco
She know I'm dope like a Narco
Fell in love for the racks in Wells Fargo
Know I like when she holdin' me just like groceries
Still got the keys to the old way, but life smooth like butter
Still got the keys to the old way, but I use my other
I'm tryna test drive the Lambo', end up in the hills somewhere
Lost, I got God, I know he'll be here
Ayy, ain't the same as I used to be
Got a few cars in the garage, I got rich, gotta get used to me
I got tired of people usin' me, be loyal or you losin' me
You had an option, you weren't choosin' me
And they say it take time to get to where you want, but they ain't foolin' me
And they say it take time but I believe not when you as cool as me
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